Anyway, id like to put together a creative team to make flyers which i can spread around in my town... preferably, the team would consist of me, another norwegian (as the flyers would be in norwegian), an admin, and a mod. if anyones interested, contact me...?

how would we attain these ranks? of course, mods and admins and people like DD and others would be higher ranking, but what about the little people? personally, i don't think it should be decided for most people on the website, just what the ranks ARE and stuff for admins and whatnot. the Pope certianly does not know the name of every priest in the world.

or does he?:shock:

probably not.

also, i know that pirate ranks are decided by ammount of boatage you have. if you have a boat, yer a captian, more than one boat commadont. these facts are purely from Pirates Of The Caribbian, but i'd say its a reliable source.

just my three dollars and fifty eight cents.

RAmen

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Any statistical increase in the usage of the emoticon since becoming Admin should not be considered significant, meaningful, or otherwise cause for worry.

I joined this in good faith, and then searched the entire forum for some more serious registration type thingy whatev. So, i started to think "Bah, i wont bother being part of this if the only thing here are some people on a forum saying noodly, and meaty, and spaghetti over and over again..." Theres no structure, no order... to me, its all chaos.

I think the best way to solve this would be Bobby sitting down, creating the ranks, posting them here, and start assigning 'em. (ofcourse the mods and admins would have to help). If were all gonna be like, ooh, i wanna be that! its gonna go nowhere.

furthermore, certificates is a must if we want people to really feel that they belong...

Now to the other point:I would happily make flyers and posters and hang 'em up here in my town. i could start making a few and posting them here, to see what you think...i would also happily make a norwegian FSM site, if other norwegians are willing to help. (unless, ofcourse, there already is a norwegian FSM site)

Eye, tiz a mighty cause ye all are on. Im doing my part here in Eire, the Splodge-deleptronbobs bacteria here has been decomposing my ancient FSM artifacts quicker than I had expected. I fear I have but a week, two at most until they decompose completely. Ill have photo's as soon as I can. And once the photo's are ready, I shall post them up in the center of Dublin and preach until my lungs fall out. The world will be woken up soon to a dawn of tasty spaghettiness. All shall know his name!!!!

By the noodly embodyment of the seven hens of Eire, I step forward to live and love in the spaghetti
paradise...

I know I am new to this forum, but I do remember in the START HERE thread , discusion on the heirarchy of His church.

Anyway, I won't repeat it here, but my understanding is that the power of his church starts at the bottom, with the individual, and flows upward to the Pastriarch.

I may be missing the point of this thread, but wouldn't the fact that all power comes from Him, is devested into His children, and then flows forth from us into the church structure, defeat any reason for titles, etc.

I for one am happy to be a lowley Pastafarian, secure in the knowledge that I do not need someone with a giant freaking hat to get me closer to Him, but that His noodly appendage is draped securley around my shoulders, so that I might invest His church with faith and strength.

For those wanting to spread the word of the FSM, it is necessary to let all Pastaferians to know about Tish Llub, the prophet of FSM.

Tish Llub, the meanest, and most selfish of all pirates was eating a PB&J sandwich when he heard a voice ask, "What about the starving children? Will you offer them food?"

"Taint no food other than this sandwich, and it'll na feed the hungry children aboard me ship!"

The FSM, in all His Noodely Goodness, appeared to Tish Llub and said, "If you give me your PB&J sandwich, I can feed everyone, for I am FSM and I can do this thing".

Tish Llub was in awe of FSM, as anyone would be comming face to face with Him, and bent on one knee while holding up his sandwich. FSM ate the sandwich and licked His Noodely Appendage, declaring it good.
Then with a wave of His Noodely Appendage, touched the ship and marinara covered pasta grew out of barrels that had been previously empty.

Tish Llub was so moved by the power and goodness of FSM that he wept, and promised FSM that if he needed him for anything to call him, and he would serve Him.

"As a matter of fact, Tish Llub, there is something you can do for me. I need pirates to spread the word that I am coming . I need these pirates to convert people to believe in Me. Also, if you have any more PB&J sandwiches around..."

So, Tish Llub went around the known world in his ship, gathering willing pirates to learn the ways of FSM, and how to make PB&J sandwiches, just in case FSM was in the mood for one.

Tish Llub was successful in his quest for FSM, and provided FSM thousands of pirates to convert non-believers.

Tish Llub lived to the ripe old age of 50, which was old for pirates in those days, and when he died he went to FSM's Heaven where to this day he drinks beer, wine and other spirits, eats pasta in its many forms, and once in a while makes PB&J sandwiches for FSM.